Bury my head in the pillow Not the best start To any morning But it's raining And more grey Than morning -Kel Dayheart
Heart of Ice
Cold hands Do not mean Warm hearts Sometimes People are just Cold blooded -Kel Dayheart
Pyrite
Fool's gold Is a fool's hope Before the truth is known Because the truth Will always find A way in the end Even if it crushes Hope -Kel Dayheart
Just Winging It
Ruffled a few feathers Just because I could Now I'm flying the coop Before I'm clipped I'm goin' south -Kel Dayheart
Too Well
Too many thoughts run inside my head I can't keep track And I don't think I want to An organized state of mind Is to know yourself too well I am not prepared to do so -Kel Dayheart
Memory Issues
My memory is shot Someone has taken it Out back And put it out Of its misery -Kel Dayheart
Douse It Out
There is not enough wine To drown out the sound Of your laughter While she is in your arms Instead of me -Kel Dayheart
Haiku #37
My head in the clouds Wistful is my state of mind No roots anywhere
Blackout #48
Naked, he stood against the light.
Indistinguishable
I am the cornerstone Of this moment I am its heart It consumes me Until I am Only this moment -Kel Dayheart
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